Blaine smiled as he stood by the gates of William McKinley High School, where he was leaning against the wall watching all the students park their cars and make their way into the school building. He didn't attend this school but he liked to come here to watch, he had started this habit when one Kurt Hummel had court his eyes in the local coffee shop. That had been at the start of the school year, three months ago. At first Blaine had just seen him at the shop and admired the way he looked, then he had seen him again at the mall and then at the coffee shop again, soon he found himself keeping watch whenever he was at the shop and then going to 'get coffee' a lot more often in the hopes of seeing Kurt more.
After the first two weeks of this, he had learned Kurt's name, what car he drove and his coffee order. None of this information had come the boy in question himself, more like Blaine had eavesdropped on his conversations with his friends and he may or may not of followed him to the car park once or twice to see what kind of vehicle he owned.
But these small bits of information were not enough for Blaine, he wanted to know everything he could, and what Blaine Anderson wanted Blaine Anderson got. Soon he had found Kurt on Facebook and though the powers of the internet had located his school, his birth date and some very well shot photographs.
And there was said boy now, getting out of his car, a true beauty Blaine had to admit, - the car was pretty nice too-, Kurt's pictures on Facebook had nothing on the real thing, he was flawless, pale skin, long legs, good fashion sense. His hair was always well kept and when he walked his hips would do more than sway. Blaine particularly liked the way his jeans were so tight that they must of been painted on. It really did things to him to see Kurt's ass so well dressed.
However after about a month or so of his observations – he was not a stalker- Blaine also noticed that he was not the only one who was watching Kurt closely. All the jocks seemed to keep an eye out of him and a lot of the other kids, but that was just to torment them, but this one jock in particular didn't just keep an eye out, he searched for Kurt he walked pass the other kids and his eyes would scan the crowd until they feel onto the tall brunet. Blaine had seen him do this many times now and he really didn't like the look this muscular boy would get when he saw Kurt.
He didn't look at him like the other boys did, his eyes would travel Kurt's body and linger on him, a few times Blaine had seem the way this jock would change his posture and just out right stair at Kurt. Something had to be done Blaine decided, he knew that look and no one was going to get near Kurt in that way unless it was him.
There is a few things you should know about Blaine Anderson before we continue with this story, the first one (and I'm sure you would of guessed it by now) Is that Blaine is gay. The second is that he was used to getting what he wanted, and the other – rather important- thing is that Blaine Anderson was a telepath, simply put he could use mind control.
Blaine hadn't been aware of his 'talent' until he was five years of age, at first he had just thought that when he really, really wanted someone to do something and he willed them to hard enough then it would happen, and then he noticed that he didn't even need to ask for things out loud and his mother would just walk in and give it to him, like she was reading his mind. For example, he would be sat in the play room and really want a glass of mink but before he would get up to ask for it his mother would walk in with one and give it to him.
This started to happen a lot but Blaine – being young as he was- just thought that his mummy knew what he needed and took very good care of him. It was not until he started to affect the other kids at school that he realized that he always seemed to get what he wanted, be it the toy that the girl in the pink dress was playing with, or the book that the boy with the nice hair was reading.
AS he got older he leaned that it must have been him because all the other's would cry and complained that they never got what they wanted, Blaine wondered if they just didn't know how to do it, whatever it was that he was doing. So he started to make a conscious effort to get things that he knew he never in a million years would get.
He went home one night after school when he was eight and asked his Father out loud for a drink of his scotch and to have two helpings of cake that night at dinner. Of course the answer had been no and he had been told off for asking for the scotch when he knew that it was only for adults. So Blaine just said sorry and went to go and do his homework until he was called for dinner.
Then the same night when he was called down to eat he sat at the table like a good boy he eat like a good boy and talked politely like a good boy. However he had an experiment to try out, So after he had finished his food e set his knife and fork down and simple looked right at his father, then asked again for the scotch, but this time he didn't say it out loud and really focused on his dad when he asked the question and really focused on his father giving it to him.
Before he knew it his father had set down a glass of the alcohol in front of him, Blaine smiled, but it could have been a coincidence, so he turned his head to him mother and asked for some more cake, but again he didn't ask for it with his words. When he got his cake he smiled again. It had worked. Of course he didn't want the scotch he just wanted to know how far he could make people obey him.
After Blaine had used his skills a few times on his mother and father he wanted to know if it worked on anyone, so he started doing it at school, at first with the other kids, just small things like making them walk out the room half way through class. Then he tried the teacher making it so that she wouldn't give the class homework that day.
It took him a few years - he was eleven - until he worked out he could not only make people do things but say things as well and make them talk out lout with thoughts that he had put in their heads.
Now Blaine was sixteen and he only wanted one thing bad enough to use his power more than he should do, and that one thing was Kurt Hummel. Blaine didn't want Kurt to be with him just because he had put the idea into the other boy's head however. No he wanted Kurt to choose him, but he also noticed that this other boy, the jock who also looked at Kurt, had the same desire, he was being nicer to Kurt and stopped the others from slushing him. And his friends, Kurt would no longer get the ten AM slushy to the face.
Something had to be done, Blaine was not about to lose to some brainless football player. So he had a plan, he would make Kurt see him and he would make Kurt need him and want him. So with a smile Blaine watched at this jock, who he had learned was named Dave, walked over to Kurt but not to hurt him no he was picking up something that Kurt had dropped. Blaine's smiled got bigger, perfect he would get what he wanted and right now he wanted this boy to have no chance with Kurt and for Kurt to have a reason to meet him.
So with a small push Blaine made Dave follow through with giving Kurt back said dropped item but then he also made him grab Kurt's arm as he reached for it to take it back. Now Blaine didn't want Kurt hurt so he didn't go too far but he did make Dave shove him and laugh throwing the thing at Kurt's feet before walking off.
Kurt looked confused for a moment and then pissed off before he turned and walked into the school building. Blaine smiled again and turned to leave, this was going to be too easy.